Wow, do I really have a 5 month old baby? How did that happen? I have been thinking a lot about the choices we have to make as parents and how ultimately, we can't get this day back. We don't get a do over. Each moment passes and slips through our fingers and it isn't coming back to us. Ever. It feels like just a couple of weeks ago we were heading to the hospital for Lily's birth. And now I have a 5 month old. A 5 month old baby that smiles and giggles and rolls. That tries to catch the water being poured out from a cup onto her belly at bath time. A sweet 5 month old with the whitest blonde hair and rosiest cheeks you will find. And just as quickly as the last 5 months have passed, so will the next 5, and the next 5 after that. And soon she will be crawling, then walking and talking. And I won't get these moments back. Ever. And I've been dwelling on this and how it affects the choices I make as a parent. So even when the days are long, and I am so ready for her to go to bed, I choose to hold my baby and let her fall asleep in my arms. It is hard when there are so many people giving you advice on how to raise your baby, but I'm choosing to intuitively parent her. To make the choice that I would make if there were no baby books out there telling me what to do. Because the laundry can wait to be folded, and my email can wait to be answered, because this moment is never coming back to me. Lily will never be exactly 5 months old again. And one day soon, sooner than I can imagine, she isn't going to need me to hold her and put her to bed. And I will miss these days. But I will have sweet memories in my heart of a little rosy cheeked blonde babe peacefully resting in my arms each night. And I will forever cherish this time, because I can't get it back. Ever.
5 comments:
Very sweet post :)
Awww... this made me tear up a bit. You are a wonderful, wonderful momma. Lily is so lucky to have you. What a sweet post :)
I can't believe she's 5 months either! Love your good thoughts, it does go by too fast, and I love any cuddling minutes I can still get in with C.
um...yeah, thanks for making me tear up! ;-) beautifully written. love it. i'm sitting here holding a sleeping baby and looking at my 3-year-old and you're right...they don't want to be held as much as they get older. i miss it with her and am trying to soak it up even more with this baby, especially because he is the last.
Oh, Elicia. That just brought tears to my eyes. I feel exactly the same. I feel like Reid is almost getting too big for me to rock to sleep, yet I do it every single night and for every nap - because, like you said, I'll never get those moments back.
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